(and dealing with reality like a boss)

i don't know
why
i keep tearing
things down
and looking at
the pieces

everyone else
is building walls
and they don't seem
so naked
so raw

but i keep
picking up
weapons
and hurling them
at reality
instead of
constructing a
hiding place

i don't do this
because i am
brave
but because i
can't seem to
stop myself
i can't seem to
stop blowing
the roof
off things

but then i
look around
and all i see
is rubble

i should build a wall